originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
"Figures"
*He draws a Buster sword, and teleports behind you, the edge on the back of your neck*
"Last change to leave, we don't need your kind here."
English
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*slowly turns around so as to not b cut by sword, stares straight into ur eyes, and whispers* you're fired. *the blade shatters the moment the words leave my lips*
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*Nothing happens, as his blade cannot be destroyed* "Well, I warned ya." *Slices downwards, decapitating you. Your body flops over and falls into a lava pit, and I curb stomp your head into mush* "Good riddance."